Текст песни Barenaked Ladies - Brian Wilson

Drove downtown in the rain

nine-thirty on a tuesday night,

just to check out the late-night

record shop.

Call it impulsive

call it compulsive,

call it insane;

but when I'm surrounded

I just can't

stop.

It's a matter of instinct

it's a matter of conditioning

it's a matter of fact.

Tou can call me Pavlov's

dog,

ring a bell and I'll salivate -

how'd you like that?

Dr. Landy tell me

you're not just a pedagogue

'cause right now I'm

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Lying in bed

just like Brian Wilson did

Well I am

lying in bed

just like Brian Wilson did.

So I'm lying here

just staring at the ceiling tiles,

and I'm thinking about

oh what to think about.

Just listening and relistening

to Smiley Smile,

and wondering if this is some kind of creative drought

because I'm

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And if you want to find me

I'll be out in the sandbox,

wondering where the hell all the

love has gone,

Playing my guitar and

building castles in the sun and

singing "Fun, Fun, Fun"

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I had a dream

that I was three hundred pounds

and though I was very heavy

I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground

I floated 'til I couldn't see the ground

Somebody help me,

I couldn't see the ground

Somebody help me because I'm

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Drove downtown in the rain

nine-thirty on a tuesday night,

just to check out the late-night

record shop.

Call it impulsive

you can call it compulsive,

you can call it insane;

but when I'm surrounded

I just can't

stop.

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